pricked
And i’d like to escape.. Far from worries. Far from me. And i’d like to dive in. To many happy thoughts and groovy songs. I want to be alone. To cry without someone hearing me. To experience peace. To live. The pain burns me so much, knowing that the person that you’ve always wanted to be with is now the one you’re annoyed seeing. I quiver when he speaks or orders me to get coffee for him. I seem to sweat whenever he asks me questions. And I tend to be a hypocrite whenever i laugh with him. Since that family tragedy took its toll on me, I don’t think i’ll be capable to function as a whole once more. This isn’t just another motionless emotion. It’s moving. And it pricks me. It’s actually hard to share this to whoever reads this. But i want an anonymous outlet. i don’t want to run to my friends again. i might just ruin their weekend. this time, it’s all about me…and my heart.
i want to eat these emotions away.
